Mr.Bo, Love me please be gentle!

After a while, the girl licked her pink lips with her dexterous tongue and said two words: "I don't understand."

The thin cold pool's dark eyes suddenly darkened and his throat tightened.

After a pause, he pressed down the throb in the bottom of his heart, raised his hand, flicked it on her forehead, and said sternly, "I'll tell you again! The last time."

It seems that song Li is unhappy in his tone. Can she be blamed for song Li's bad temper?

At present, Meise has tried hard not to see it. If she changed the little song, she would stare at it without blinking. It's like she still wants to study.

I thought so, but I didn't dare to show it on my face. Song Li nodded hurriedly and said, "Oh."

The man's voice is very nice, low and deep, like the rustling sound of the wind blowing through the bamboo forest.

"I see this time?"

"Well, I basically understand. I'll go back to my room and think about it myself. Brother Bo, it's late. I won't bother you to rest."

Song Li thought he would go crazy if he stayed any longer.

God knows, on the night of her 18th birthday, Xiaoge gave her a very special gift, mysteriously pulled her into the quilt, and then opened the gift.

Not for children!

It's all limited pictures.

The little song said, Ali, you are an adult now. You need to know something about this! Finally, she asked xiaoge'er where she got it. Xiaoge was mysterious and asked her to keep it secret. She found it secretly under my third brother's bed

In short, for song Li, an old driver, the current picture is really difficult for her to parry.

"Are you sure you understand?"

Lazily picked up the tip of his eyes, and the man's thin lips slightly hooked.

Song Li nodded like a chicken pecking rice. "Uh huh, brother Bo, I'll go back to my room first. You have a rest early."

After a pause, she added with a smile: "brother Bo, you have to rest early. Don't stay up late. The news said that middle-aged men are most likely to die suddenly by staying up late."

After putting down his words, Song Li left the room without looking back.

Bo Hanchi choked for a long time, as if he had been severely hit, and the sword eyebrows tightened tightly.

A few days ago, I said he was an old man. Now I say he is middle-aged. What does this girl mean?

Dislike him?

"Stop!"

A deep and stern voice came from behind. Song Li's heart jumped. He didn't dare to stay at his feet and went back to his room.

She covered her chest and gasped for breath. It took her a long time to calm her shortness of breath.

"Brother Bo shouldn't be angry!" Song Li frowned and his pink mouth tooted slightly. "I didn't say anything wrong just now! Isn't he twenty-eight, nearly thirty?"

"Cut! Cheapskate!"

Song Li sat back at her desk and spread out her exercise book and draft book. Bei Chi gently bit her pen. "This question..." stared at the exercise for a long time, and her eyebrows tightened more and more.

Finally, Song Li threw down her pen and scratched her hair impatiently. Her white face was full of resentment.

Beauty is wrong!

As soon as she struggled until more than 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, she smoothed out the exercise. She was so sleepy that her eyelids could not open. As soon as she touched the soft big bed, Song Li fell asleep.

……

"Bo San, why did you come early in the morning?"

As soon as song Li came down the stairs to the living room, he saw a leisurely man half lying on the sofa.